Killing Us Kills Them
We are the same species.
Evil men are fully in control
They take all that’s there to take
Leaving nothing for the rest
The sick and poor are of no concern
Just let them die fast and soon
The children are being well taught
To live blindly in avaricious fog
Where only the rich are of worth
And materialistic and mercenary lives
Are the absolutely most perfect way
Teach them the homeless hungry poor and sick
Are only bothersome worthless nonproductives
And deserve their humble low station in society
Kids will learn to be poor is a sin among riches
And to be a parasitic capitalist shark is good
There’s no room for any the rich deplore
Only for the whitest white and richest rich
The rest be but annoying and burdensome
Vexing the moneyed stealthy white wolves
They’ve all but eaten the middle class
They flash their bold and bloody grins
Self-satisfied over others’ suffering
And self-righteous haughty and proud
They shake the hands of preachers
Pretending their teeth aren’t pointed
And caked with disgusting gore
From feeding on the trusting poor
God they proclaim is on their side
Otherwise they’d simply not succeed
But while kissing and bowing at their shrine
Made of stinking stained piles of money
Built upon humble graves of the just
They tell their lies to each other
Flashing their forked tongues
They tell themselves so sincerely
They deserve to be at the top
Blind stupid vipers bite themselves
But only their backward eyes die
They take pride and stake claim
To gluttony and the rape of earth
They will not for long triumph
For what they’ve loosed on us
Will kill them just as dead
They need air and water too
They think themselves immune
Above the butchered masses
So safely superior and selfish
They’ve obviously fatally forgotten
Just let it slip their obsessed minds
We’re the same species as they
Idiotically they continue to choke us
Blissfully ignorant that what kills us
Will surely kill them just as dead
They’re out be our saintly kings,
Oh yes they are in full control
And better prepared to outlive us
But who will they lord it over
When they are all that’s left
They will die surely as we do
Albeit just a bit more slowly
First they’ll fight amongst themselves
Over which of them the superior kings
Rich high rollers and captains all
Will have to clean the bathrooms
And sweep the golden floors
